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[b]Los Paraisos: La Macabaret[/b]

Dylan managed to mumble an apology to Selan as they all exited the bathroom - he really had intended on helping with the baby - but he was just too shocked. He followed Freddie in a daze, listening to his account of the previous night, barely even noticing that they had entered the fabulous La Macabaret. 

[i]“I must say though, be careful about jumping from pole to pole like that. It’s dangerous, you don’t want to hurt yourself.”[/i]

“Yeah,” he said distantly, “I really should be careful.” He could feel his face burning, and he was careful not to look at of his companions in the eye. Were they listening in? Still, it was kinda impressive. “So I was that good, huh?” 

“Sure you were, bro!” Freddie beamed at him. “Like I said, if you’re looking for a job...”


Dylan laughed at that, the absurdity of the situation sinking it. “That’s good to know, bro, but I’m kind of already employed. I’ll keep it in mind then.” 

Nodding at the stripper, Dylan crossed over to Selan, taking the baby from her tired arms. “Sorry that I ditched you back there, Freddie had some...interesting information that I needed to hear. Let me take care of Delan for a bit.” The baby gurgled happily in the artist’s arms as he was bounced. “You look like you can use a break.”